So there I was, camped at Three Rivers Casino in Florence, Oregon, reading a novel on my computer, when the head of security shows up. I thought he was just checking to make sure I had my permit, but he said someone had complained there was a surveillance van in the parking lot. Me.
But the guy saw that it was only a solar panel on my roof, that I was just using my computer like anyone else would, and that I was outfitted like a camper.
I kind of feel sorry for anyone who's that suspicious—and uninformed about solar panels.
Going on four days and no word of your antics. I miss you much like when my psoriasis eventually went away.ReplyDelete